Colors of my Life
First came blueA bright happy color
In times of peace
And quiet joy
Then black shadows
In lands corrupted
By wicked men
And evil hearts
The red of flame
Cleansing the darkness
Come to fight
And make new ways
Finally, white emerges
From the ashes
Pure and beautiful
The world is peaceful
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